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Melon Theme
00:37
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2. |
Thai Hot
04:59
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Everyone lives in four-year chapters
But I just got good
At floating through this one
For twice as long
My friends are worth the time till I make it out
Out of this haunted and empty house
Who left the door open
It's getting hard for me to breathe
With all the noise you're letting in
I think I see the side effects
Of falling short and trying to fix it all
It takes having nothing to let you know
Everyone seems to make it out alone
But I'm not one
To sift through my problems on my own
My friends are worth the time till I spit it out
Out Out
The words from my head right out of my mouth
Woah
Who left the door open
It's getting hard for me to breathe
With all the noise you're letting in
I think I see the side effects
Of falling short and trying to fix it all
It takes having nothing to let you know
So let me know
You left the door open
And now I'm suffocating all the noise you've let in
I now see the side effects
Of falling short I've been trying to fix it all
It takes having nothing to let me know
So ill let you know
You left the door open
And now I'm suffocating all the noise you've let in
Do you see the side effects
Of falling you've been trying to fix it all
It takes having nothing to let you know
So I let you know
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3. |
Paper Palms
04:10
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You don't have to hold my hand.
As far as I remember
There's just one way to go
Outside a comfort zone
Isn't it perfect to know
You have it figured out
Look out below
It's so safe to walk the line
And not pick a side
I'm letting go
There's no home
To pull you up or prove you right
Force fed, paper palms
You're mistaken if you think that you're full
Keep Trying
It's too hard for me to find the voice now
How am I supposed to know
Outgrowing Stationery
Look out below
It's so safe to walk the line
And not pick a side
I'm letting go
There's no home to pull me up
Now prove me right
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4. |
This Is Us
04:50
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Your head on a headrest, my ashes in a tin can
I'm just a long for one more ride
A handle over each ear, hearing the truth crawl through your fingers
I am, I was
To see things backwards, to think that this is us
It could be us, Or just a state that we're in
To see things backwards to know that this is love
What's love, it's just sensitive skin
"I don't think I love you,"
A phrase that always seemed to echo
Through your dorm room monthly
But I needed to feel it
There must be more than just a pulse
Or was I a cure and a bed too small
To see things backwards, to think that this is us
It could be us, Or just a state that we're in
To see things backwards, I know that this is love
What's love, you're so sensitive skin
This might kill me but won't write you off
As just seeking closure in starting over with me
You're the life of the party
I'm hanging you up in a revolving door of
"I want this" and "I need this," and "You Agreed!"
But you see things backwards
You think that "this" is us
What's us
That's just a state that you're in
You see things backwards
You think that this is love
What's love
That's just your sensitive skin
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5. |
Breathe Deep
04:21
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You crawl under my skin again
Afraid of the mess I'm in this time
Cause clearly I'm just taking shape
Of time we've shared and lists you've made
I'm not me now
With your eyes shut, you breathe deep, you take it all in
I'm your round trip pitstop
I'll stitch you all together as you disappear
How you hang like a dark black cloud
Just trying to preserve yourself again
So fixated on your narrow street and I'm an inconsistency
A detour
No it's not that you're leaving
I just can't follow you this time
So now you're on you're on your own
With your eyes shut, you breathe deep, you take it all in
I'm your round trip pitstop
I'll stitch you all together as you disappear
With your eyes shut, you breathe deep, you take it all in
I'm your round trip pitstop
I'll stitch you all together as you disappear
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6. |
Stick Around
02:52
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7. |
Karaoke
03:00
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Let's turn this city to a black whole
I know it's making you sick to stay
You never said it but you told me with half a smile
Wake up
I feel my breath begin to slow down, I'm here
Neon lights on brunette hair
You stole an image of me
"Brought to you by petty theft"
Snared
I'll sing tonight I promise you
Let's rip a whole into the skyline
As you project into my eyes
An overwhelming sense of pleasant reality
Now I'm stuck, I'm still pretend that the words that we sing
Are something more than just transients locked inside of a screen
And that won't change until it's last call
I'll sing tonight I promise you
Uh oh
I need one more special song to keep me warm
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8. |
The Way It Goes
04:15
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She is threatening to leave him
Can't say you didn't see it comin'
And still she whispers softly and sweetly
Those words he has never heard
So he is up and leavin'
Can't take the pain of loving
Anymore of this is killing me
Acting like children with me
And he says "tell me
You appreciate me
Love me the way I want to be loved"
A man must sweat to earn her love
Makes you wonder how he won it from the start
But still she keeps him happy and healthy
She bares herself to boys of twenty-three
Her excuse is he's not working
Justified to tear apart a family
The selfishness is killing me
Acting like children with me
And she says "show me
You appreciate me
Love me the way I want to be loved"
I want you to tell me sorry
So I can tell you no
It isn't quite that simple
That's not the way it goes
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9. |
Daikon
04:31
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Paper or plastic?
I void my mind of
Exactly what this choice means to the earth
It's hard to explain how
Quickly the mind can
Adapt to the smell of fish and discount bleach
Now I'm stuck on an aisle
Cleaning up a mess I didn't have the time to make,
Much less the time to appreciate
It's the line between X and Y called customer service
You know I'll get where I'm goin
It's just this until further notice
You know some people spend their time
Saving up for the summer
With no clue where there goin
And for them, here's to hopin
I need a distraction. "Pipe Dreams Breed Dad Habits"
Read three out of five magazine headlines
A note in the tip jar reads "Stable Not Happy"
Lucky for me just in two weeks I'm in the clear
(Till then I'm)
Stuck on an isle
Cleaning up a mess I didn't have the time to make
Much less the time to appreciate
But it's always somethin
Holding me back from my nothing
That I can't seem to get back to
It's the line between X and Y called customer service
You know I'll get where I'm goin
It's just this until further notice
You know some people spend their time
Saving up for the summer
With no clue where there goin
And for them, here's to hopin
I can relate to a daikon more than anyone
Cut ties with all my roots, in hopes something will shake through
I can relate to a daikon more than anyone
I'll cut ties with all my roots, in hopes something will shake through
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10. |
Soliloquy
04:51
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For the first time in my life
I felt loved
And it felt right
Who could see
Eventually the thing that brought her in
And the thing that made her quit
Was me
I try to speak
A fight begins
I keep my peace
We fight again
And then?
Then you start to bawl
How can we grow at all
When your tears start to fall whenever anything's wrong
You say that you thought you really knew me
Now it turns out
That we were guaranteed to fall apart
But you should know by now
You're ending up with nothing
By ending up with me
I'm not the man you're wanting
And doubt I'll ever be
But time abides
Oh My rundown bleeding heart
Oh Its sheer attack begins to start
Oh My feelings haven't left
At least they haven't yet
But how can I hold onto
What you won't hold onto
I try to speak
A fight begins
I keep my peace
We fight again
And then
Then you start to bawl
How can we grow at all
When your tears start to fall whenever anything's wrong
You say that you thought you really knew me
Now it turns out
That we were guaranteed to fall apart
But you should know by now
You're ending up with nothing
By ending up with me
I'm not the man you're wanting
And doubt I'll ever be
But time abides
It's all your fault
She wants you gone
It's in your head you chased her off
She wants you gone
It's in your head you chased her off
She wants you gone
It's in your head you chased her off
She wants you gone
She wants you gone
She wants you gone
She wants you
You say that you thought you really knew me
Now it turns out
That we were guaranteed to fall apart
But you should know by now
You're ending up with nothing
By ending up with me
I'm not the man you're wanting
And doubt I'll ever be
But time abides
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11. |
Simple Syrup
03:32
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Simple and sweet wrapped in a bow so we can all see
How credible the the method of going to school for half my
Life is a dream left In a cage so we can all breathe
Breathe easy knowing that it's exactly where we left it at
I can't stomach the last of sour notes and bitter bodies
And this fever won't break
I'm stuck in bed, these thoughts with me
Just hope I'm not contagious
But I feel so sick
I can't stomach the last of sour notes and bitter bodies
Now this fever won't break
I'm stuck in bed, these thoughts with me
Just hope I'm not contagious
I hope you're not complacent
I can't stomach the last of sour notes and bitter bodies
And this fever won't break
I'm stuck in bed, these thoughts with me
Just hope you're not so simple and sweet, wrapped in a bow so we can all see
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Melon Soda Fort Worth, Texas
Indie band from Texas, Our Debut EP is out now!
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